[Kyna's expression immediately turns apologetic. She's gotten distracted and isn't focusing on the immediate information he needs to know.]

Um... I know, it fucking sucks.

[Her voice has softened a little bit, sympathetic.]

They dose us when we get here with some kind of compulsion drug. If someone gives you an order, you have to follow it. It wears off in a couple of hours, but...

[But she knows it's awful.]

Almost everyone here is really careful with how they word things so they don't give you an order until it's gone.